Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Spain and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Marc Almond to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radio Birdman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Charles Mingus,
FM Einheit,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Holt,
Sonic Youth,
One Last Wish,
Eric Dolphy,
The Index,
The Gap Band,
Porter Ricks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lungfish,
Little Man,
Lindisfarne,
The Names,
The Raincoats,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kaleidoscope,
Camouflage,
Metal Thangz,
New York Dolls,
Pere Ubu,
The Wake,
Index,
Suburban Knight,
Ituana,
CMW,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Yusef Lateef,
Brothers Johnson,
Soft Cell,
Erasure,
Maleditus Sound,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Royal Trux,
a-ha,
Kas Product,
Scratch Acid,
Make Up,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Circle Jerks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Groovy Waters,
Wasted Youth,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Faust,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Cramps,
Basic Channel,
Stereo Dub,
Sarah Menescal,
Mary Jane Girls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fuzztones,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fluxion,
Q and Not U,
John Cale,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.